The Brooklyn morning decision called for 10 days of detention and 10 days before the jury was reselected and the trial continued.

But in the afternoon he 'changed his order'. At noon, Brooklyn, who had just returned to the courthouse for trial, was blocked by a large group of lawyers in the inner court office.

The lawyer mixed with the parents and made a lot of noise, which attracted many colleagues to poke their heads out to watch the excitement. Some of these people were lawyers hired by the parents of the members of the Baruch College football team, but the first was a team of lawyers hired by Baruch College.

The law firm of Pearson Spector, hired by Baruch College, asked Brooklyn to rescind the prison sentences for the brawlers on the grounds that they had an important game this weekend.

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Louis of the Pearson Spector Law Firm stepped forward to negotiate with Brooklyn as a representative.

Brooklyn was annoyed by a crowd of people arguing, and it felt like a thousand ducks croaking in his ears, and he only listened to Louis say a few words, then he turned out the 017 file, pulled out a form, pulled out the cap of the pen, and began to fill out the form with the dossier.

Louis stood at the table chattering, taking the moment to glance at the form and look up.

"Nope! Judge Brooklyn, you can't do that! Louis screamed. Brooklyn looked up and smiled, called for Nelly, and handed the form over in the file.

"Actually, I can, Louis." Brooklyn put the cap on the pen and put the pen back in its place, stretching out

"In view of the fact that this morning, a number of defendants clashed with the jury, which had a bad impact, disrupted the order of the courtroom, disregarded court discipline, and caused the jury to have a clear and serious tendency to identify with the parties, and the plaintiff's indictment will be dismissed." After a slight pause, Brooklyn continued

"The plaintiff can resubmit the complaint to the court, and the court will reconsider whether to accept it."

"In view of the fact that many of the parties ignored the discipline of the judge and the court, and still clashed with the jury despite repeated warnings from the bailiffs, the 10-day detention sentence is reasonable and cannot be revoked and bail is not allowed."

"In addition, in view of the complexity of the case, the court will submit a proposal to the District Prosecutor's Office, recommending that the police and the District Prosecutor's Office intervene in the investigation, and the case will be converted into a public prosecution case."

"If you disobey this ruling, you may file a proposal or indictment with this court, or file an appeal with the Second District Circuit Court."

"Gentlemen and ladies, are you satisfied?" The room was silent. Brooklyn's dismissal of the plaintiff's lawsuit seems to be a concession, but in fact it drags everyone, including Baruch College, into the vortex.

Coupled with the public prosecution investigation, everyone will be trapped in this quagmire and will not be able to get out. The joint investigation by the District Attorney's Office and the police, coupled with the apparent displeasure of the trial judge, makes it clear how long the case will drag on.

And if the police decide that the non-public investigation method is not conducive to the progress of the investigation during this period, and the public investigation or even holds a press conference or something to disclose the situation to the media, then the players and Baruch Academy will be disgraced to the whole New York State and even the whole Federation.

Don't look at what the lawyer or the client said in the courtroom, what 'they are voluntary', 'we are a couple', 'this is just a few private habits of X fetishes', but everyone knows that the essence of this is that the school deliberately connived, used sex to motivate the team, and objectified the cheerleaders.

What multi-person sports are the private habits of the minority, and recording while exercising is a personal hobby, and exercising in full view of the public is agreed by the three parties.

Really put these on TV and see who supports these habits and hobbies. No matter how the minority develops, how overkill the privacy and free will of the individual are overcorrected, there will be no support for something that is contrary to basic morals and values.

Once the inside story is made public, the feminist organization will not let them go in the first place. The board of trustees of Baruch College will also be shuffled, and funders will consider whether it is worth investing in a scandal-ridden school before they pay for it.

After a brief silence, a group of people erupted into an even louder commotion. This time, they began to plead with Brooklyn to take back their fate.

Brooklyn told Bob to call more bailiffs.

"If you continue to block here and affect my work, I don't mind calling the police." Brooklyn said.

……………… Sending away the troublemakers, Brooklyn picked up the phone and habitually dialed Ben Stone's phone, and after connecting, an unfamiliar voice came, and Brooklyn realized that this number no longer belonged to Ben Stone.

Most of the pleasure brought by playing scoundrels dissipated. Brooklyn reined in his emotions and hung up after explaining the situation.

Towards the end of the day, Ray walked into the office with a copy of Reilly Winston's papers. Brooklyn flipped through Reilly Winston's financial analysis and stared at the shares of A above for a long time.

After coming back to his senses, Brooklyn looked at multiple social platforms to bring up Selena's old stories, took screenshots of them one by one, organized them into an email and sent them to Winston.

After work, Brooklyn was stuck on Hoover Avenue and laughed happily as he listened to the 'Voice of New York's comprehensive dissection of Selena Eucalyptus amid the sound of a whistle.

Ray looked at Brooklyn, who honked his horn with the beat as if he was suffering from road rage, hesitated for a moment, and did not stop.

That night, David went to his house for dinner, and during the dinner party they talked about the progress of the investigation into the murder of Wood Ward and Ben Stone.

"We received two data pieces this afternoon." David had been busy for several days, looking a little haggard, and he handed the bowl to Brooklyn while stuffing the braised pork into his mouth, motioning for another bowl, and said vaguely

"They may have been the cause of the murder of Wood Ward and Ben Stone."

"Anyway, we've locked up the suspect and should be able to get the arrest warrant tomorrow. The eucalyptus should be almost over...... Thanks, this red meat is delicious, pack the rest for me, I'll have to go back in a while and bring it to Pol for them to taste. "This should have been done by Winston.

He was indeed very honest, as he said.

"Where's Ray?" David, who was well-fed and drunk, asked as he scavenged through food.

"I don't know." Brooklyn closed the lid on the food box, put it in a plastic bag, fixed its position, put a layer of cloth bag, lifted it and shook it, and then handed it to David after making sure that they would not spill out due to the bumps.

"Maybe I went to a strip club to see a striptease." David took the box and shook his head. Sending David away, at about ten o'clock in the evening, Ray returned.

"Seen Taylor?" Brooklyn asked. Ray nodded as he changed his clothes.

"I've seen it."

"But she doesn't know why Councilor Winston is looking for her." Ray, who had changed his clothes, sat on the sofa, smelling of wine all over his body, he drained half a glass of water in one go, and said with a long breath

"Taylor said Winston has been ordering her regularly since he met her at a strip club in Queens three years ago." Most strip clubs are formal services, they only offer striptease, and people can order dancers to private rooms to serve alone and see the strippers dancing up close.

Limited to dancing. If the dancers don't mind, guests can get their hands on it, but that's about it.

Most strip clubs don't offer x services. If a guest wants to have something to do with the dancer, they need to talk about it privately, and the dancer can agree.

This part is not under the control of strip clubs. Only a small number of sewer or very high-end strip clubs offer X service.

'Taylor has changed seven clubs in three years and Winston has always been obsessed with finding her.

"And Winston would order Taylor to be alone, and in a private room, he would let Taylor sit down and talk to him, sometimes nothing at all, just sit like that." Thunder said with a strange expression

"Taylor thinks Winston's job is the best to do, and Winston is generous with his money."

Taylor was a bit reluctant to go, and at one point suggested that she could do something else, only to get angry and leave Winston.

"Later, Winston often ordered Taylor to go to the hotel, and they just chatted in the hotel and did nothing else. Winston didn't even want to sleep in the same bed as Taylor. ”

"Taylor privately suspected that Winston wouldn't work."

"Any other news?" Brooklyn asked. None of this news had much effect, much to Brooklyn's disappointment.

Confirming that Taylor is Winston's soft underbelly, and that the two have a lot to do with each other, is something he has long guessed. At the moment, the news that Ray found out from Taylor only confirmed his suspicions.

Ray frowned and thought for a moment

Taylor said Winston had been trying to persuade her not to continue working as a stripper lately. To that end, Winston is introducing her to work. ”

"Introducing jobs?" Brooklyn came the spirit

"What job?"

"Serious work." Ray glanced at Brooklyn

"But Taylor didn't go to school much, and she didn't do much of the work that Winston introduced."

Taylor said Winston was ready to put her on his campaign. Winston's campaign is not something anyone can get into.

Of the several confirmed candidates, Winston has a better chance of winning than the others combined.

As long as you join his team, a resume of 'helping state legislators run for governor' is almost a sure thing."

With this resume, how many detours can participants take? Countless Ivy League graduates are eager for this, and such an opportunity is given to a stripper?

"Does it feel like a deal between Winston and Taylor is more like a compensation?" Brooklyn asked.

This kind of 'good deed' is very rare in the Federation, and Brooklyn has no other possibility than compensatory psychology.

"Let's check again." Brooklyn said

"Look up Taylor's past, there should be something else going on between them." Ray nodded, hesitated, and reminded loudly

"Blue, don't forget that you're a judge." Brooklyn laughed

"yes, I know."

"He's already on the move. You don't have to do anything, and the Wood Ward and Ben Stone things can be solved. Ray said.

"But my deal with him is a hidden danger." Brooklyn explained solemnly

'I have to take advantage of Winston's weaknesses to make sure he doesn't turn his back when he wins.'

"After I agreed to his deal, we couldn't stop. He and I know that. ”

"He warned me to stay away from Taylor, but he didn't stop us from continuing our investigation. I think he's getting Taylor into his campaign right now. ”

"It's not just for his weird compensatory mentality, but also to keep Taylor out of reach."

"We're in a partnership now, but soon it's not going to be." Otherwise, his email to Winston in the afternoon would not have moved so quickly.

Brooklyn is almost certain that Winston's series of 'fulfillment' behaviors are numbing themselves.

As soon as Taylor fails to detect Winston's true weakness before he is protected by Winston, Winston will immediately turn his back on him.

A judge blackmailing a candidate for parliament would be devastating to Brooklyn's career.

Sometimes Brooklyn wonders if it's worth it. Wood Ward hadn't been in touch with him for years, and Ben Stone was just like-minded friends.

But the thought of their deaths, the drunken words of Ben at the housewarming party, the old-fashioned gentlemanly spirit of Wood, and the clues he gave Ben in the first place, these hesitations disappear immediately.

………… The next day, Brooklyn did not go to the courthouse, and he received a temporary notice from David that he needed to go to the police station to make a transcript.

The deaths of Ben Stone and Wood Ward were close to the end, and Brooklyn sent separate invitations before their deaths, one before the feast and the other after the feast.

Even if he had nothing to do with the death of the two, he needed to make a record. The transcript was made by Pol, it was brief, and the scene was more like small talk.

At the time of the murder, the entire gang was at home in Brooklyn, and they even drank with one of the deceased, Ben Stone.

“…… It's almost eight o'clock. Brooklyn said, sitting across from Pol

"Almost all of the invitations I sent out came, but Wood didn't."

"The meal was already on the table, and I called Wood again. In fact, I had made several calls before that, but no one answered. My last phone call still went unanswered. ”

"At that time, I thought that Wood deliberately didn't answer the phone because of the investigation of the eucalyptus, so he avoided getting too close to me and affected the fairness of the procedure, and he didn't care."

“…… Ben, as you all know, Ben was drunk that night and insisted on driving back, and I wanted to give him back or simply stay for the night. You know we have quite a few rooms there. He didn't agree and took a taxi with a ubar, and we watched him get in the car and leave before going back to the house. At that end of the transcript, Pol put away his notebook and slapped his thigh and complained to Brooklyn

"The dishes David brought back yesterday were all robbed by them, and the red meat, David also said that your sister made it, and I seriously suspect that he ate it all alone." Brooklyn smiled and extended him an invitation

"You can come to my house when the relationship is over." He didn't care about Pol's seemingly disrespectful behavior towards the dead.

Pol was a member of the Eucalyptus Gang and was used to seeing death, and besides, he was a police officer, and he didn't know Ben Stone or Wood Ward, or even Ben Stone if it wasn't for a housewarming party.

Brooklyn has no position and should not ask others to show the same sadness as she does. He wasn't very sad himself, just a little sad.

"I heard you were stuck in the office yesterday?" Pol asked gossip as he sent Brooklyn away.

"How do you know?" Brooklyn was a little surprised.

"Hey~" Pol smiled but didn't answer. Brooklyn nodded, did not deny it, and then recounted the whole thing.

Pol smacked his lips and complained a few words about how the lawyer was annoying, and said nothing more.

"Dexter." The two turned the corner and met Dexter, who was holding a file bag and motionless like a wooden man, and Brooklyn waved his hand to say hello.

Dexter came back to his senses, smiled at Brooklyn, and hurried away with his file bag.